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Her To Him

by: TL Reeve

Kennedy Le Roche, is on a mission.

A new drug has hit the streets of Reserve, Louisiana, and it is claiming victims at an alarming pace. The only clue she has is a BDSM Club on the outskirts of town. As a submissive, she’ll go undercover to ferret out who’s distributing the drug. But, there’s a catch.

Phoenix Dupree, is a police consultant by day and a Dominant by night.

When the police chief shares a case of utmost importance with him, he takes it. What he isn’t expecting is the identity of his submissive for the night, Kennedy Le Roche.

Feelings long since dormant resurface. Can Kennedy and Phoenix work together or will old wound prove to be too deep?

This is a bondage/restraint story of lost love.

Excerpt:

She awoke in a pitch dark room, not sure if it was day or night and with no knowledge of how she got there or when. Kennedy tried to process the last several hours…days? Shit, she didn’t know. Cocooned in the blanket of warmth surrounding her, she wanted to drift off and forget about everything. Wiggling farther down into the comfort of the bed cushioning her, Kennedy felt the hard press of a body behind her. She wiggled again. Wasn’t she at home?
“If you don’t stop doing that, Kennedy, I won’t be responsible for what happens in this bed.” Phee. Holy shit. What the fuck happened to me, and how the fuck did I get here?
“Um?” Her heart hammered. Her hands fisted in the sheets. She tried to remember how she got there. “I’m naked.”
“Yes, you are. I took your dress off,” he answered, as if it was nothing for her to be naked in bed with him.
Closing her eyes, she pursed her lips and reached under the covers. Her hand came in contact with warm skin. His chiseled to perfection chest formed two perfect pectoral disks, accented with small pebbled nipples. Farther down she counted six defined abdominal muscles. His rough grunt had her hand stilling for a moment. You have to know, Kennedy. You can do this. With a slight whimper she went lower. There just at his navel rested his erection. The crest slick with precum. “You’re naked too!” Quicker than she thought she’d be able to muster, she climbed out of bed. “Did we…Are we…” she squeaked, turning away from him when he rolled out of bed and crossed the room.
“No, we didn’t. This is how I sleep. I figured you’d sleep the same way.” He laid his hand on her shoulder forcing her to face him. “You know this thing between us,” he murmured motioning between them, “isn’t just a fluke, Kennedy.”
Wrong. So damn wrong. It is a fluke. It’s a disaster of epic proportions waiting to happen. “Phee we both know this isn’t good. We just don’t fit the same anymore.” Her gaze locked with his, and she could see the desire for her burning brightly in his dark brown eyes. Arousal sparked between them in an instant. Hot, fast and all consuming. She could deny it all she wanted too, but it’d always been there.
Kennedy’s nipples puckered into hard beads. Her pussy ached, growing wetter with each passing second. Dear Lord I’ve barely even touched the man, and I want him more than I want my next breath. “We should just go our separate ways, Phoenix.” Even to her, her words sounded breathy and uncertain.
“Your mouth is saying one thing, but your body is saying something else, sweetheart,” he crooned, his hand cupping her nape. His teeth caught his full bottom lip as he stood there regarding her. “What do I have to do to shut that mind of yours down?” Head bent, his lips brushed against hers. The zing of awareness shooting through her body startled her. Despite her denial, her anger and pain at his rejection, she wanted him with her next breath.
“I should hate you.”
“I know, baby. I know,” he whispered, stepping closer to her, effectively backing her up to the wall.
“I really do hate you,” she sobbed. His hands caressed her flesh, and a ragged cry left her lips. “You broke my heart, Phee.”
“I know I did. Now let me mend it, Kennedy. Let me love you like I should have all those years ago.”

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Club Ménage: Fifi

by: Tara Crescent

Something’s wrong at Club Ménage…

After escaping an abusive relationship with her dominant, Fiona Clarke swore off submission for life. But when the private investigator is hired to solve a case of blackmail at the secretive Club Ménage, she finds that she hasn’t managed to leave her past behind.

Adrian Lockart and Brody Payne protected Fiona from her dominant, until the day they disappeared from her life without a trace. When they reunite at Club Ménage, can they convince Fiona to trust them again, and can they protect her from the danger that surrounds them on all sides?

This story explores pet play in a BDSM setting. No actual animals are involved.

Excerpt:

I took a comforting sip of my wine. It was excellent. “Then you stopped coming around.” I looked up at them. “I’m so sorry about your submissive. I didn’t know; Raymond never said anything to me. I think he was threatened by the two of you.”
Brody leaned forward. “What made you leave?”
“One week, Raymond went away on a fishing trip with his father. He had no cell phone reception, and no way to reach me. I should have missed him, but instead, all I felt was relief. It was the most wonderful week of my life. I didn’t have to constantly watch myself. I didn’t have to worry about breaking one of his rules.” I shifted in my seat, unnerved by their steady scrutiny. “When he came back, I told him I wanted to end our relationship.”
“There’s more than that.” Adrian’s brown eyes rested on me. “You filed a restraining order against him.”
“You know about that?”
“Restraining orders are public record.”
“He wouldn’t accept my decision.” I wrapped my hands tightly around myself. “After the break-up, I went home to Maine for two weeks.” I smiled without humor. “I’d forgotten who I was; I needed to rediscover myself. Raymond followed me, cornered me on the beach and demanded I come back to DC with him.”
Adrian patted my thigh, his gaze sympathetic. “That must have been terrifying.”
“I survived,” I said shortly. I didn’t like talking about the past.
“And now,” Brody spoke up, “you’re at a sex club, ready to explore dominance and submission again? With two partners?” His Arctic-blue eyes gleamed with a nameless emotion. “I’d say the fact that you are here says you’ve done more than survived. You’ve conquered your fears.”
Except I hadn’t. I was here because Xavier Leforte had offered me an obscene sum of money to uncover who Maria’s blackmailer was. Everything Brody believed was a lie, but I couldn’t tell them the truth.
“My therapist thinks it’s an important stage in my healing process.” That part was true. Though I ignored her advice, Nina York had been saying something along those lines for eighteen months now. I didn’t add that I’d been ignoring her suggestions. “So the demo,” I continued, my voice brisk, “you said you’d walk me through it.”
“Fiona.” Adrian’s voice was quiet. He moved closer to me, so close that our thighs were nearly touching. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
Their eyes were boring into me, demanding honesty. “I’m a little afraid,” I whispered. I’d forgotten how easily they could get me to reveal my innermost thoughts. Even back when I was with Raymond, one stern look from Adrian, one pointed gaze from Brody, and I would tell them everything.
They were big men, ripped and strong. They’d both served in the military for many years. The rumors were that they’d been members of Delta Force, the army’s highly secretive hostage negotiation and counter-terrorism unit. Despite that, perhaps because of it, I’d always felt safe with them, protected.
My body was tingling with a mixture of nerves and lust. I wanted to kneel at their feet. I wanted to feel their hands on me, swatting my ass, stroking my pussy. Maria Dumonte had told me to trust my intuition. Did I dare?
Brody rose to his feet in a smooth, fluid motion. His fingers wrapped around the stem of my wine glass, and he removed it from my grasp. “Do you have a safeword?’
“Red to stop,” I whispered, my eyes fixed on the floor. “Yellow to pause and check in.”
“And green to show you’re enjoying yourself.” Adrian’s voice was dark. “Or do you not consider pleasure important?”
“I do.”
“I do what?” Brody asked.
It had been two years since I played, but it all came back. “I do, Sir.”
“Very good.” There was a purr of approval in his voice. “On your knees, Fiona.”
I slid to the floor instantly, taking care to keep my back straight and my eyes lowered. I rested my palms on my thighs and waited for my next instruction.
The two of them circled me. “What do we have here?” Brody asked Adrian. His hand patted my head.
“She seems obedient,” Adrian replied. “But I think there’s hidden rebellion in her. She reminds me of a kitten.”
“I agree.” Brody sounded amused. “A very pretty little kitten. I think I’ll call her Fifi.” His palm caressed my cheek. I shivered, my body quivering with arousal at the way they were discussing me. “Fifi. On all fours.”
I assumed the position. Adrian opened a drawer and pulled out an assortment of sex toys. A flogger, a crop, a fur-covered paddle, nipple clamps, and most embarrassing of all, kitten ears on a headband and a buttplug with a tail.
Adrian moved in front of me. He held the buttplug up so I could see what was coming, and drizzled some lube on it. “Pet,” he said, “are you wearing underwear?”
“Yes Sir.”
His eyes gleamed with anticipation. “Let’s fix that.”

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Sizzle

by: McKinlay Thomson

Elisa is a shy, quiet, bookish woman with one huge problem. She has a crush on the hot Dom living next door and he doesn’t even know she exists.

Alex knows his curvy little neighbor watches him over the fence. He would like nothing more than to bang on her door, drag her back to his place, and show her he has just the right toys to keep them both satisfied well into the night.

When Alex and Elisa finally come together could a threat from his past derail their budding romance or will their desire continue to sizzle.

This story includes impact play in a BDSM setting.

Excerpt:

Quickly starting her car, Elisa pulled from her parking spot and made her way through the town to her house. She parked her car in her driveway but didn’t go inside. Elisa grabbed her purse, locked her car, and stepped over the low fence that separated her property from Alex’s.
She bounded up the stairs to his front door and raised her hand to knock. The door swung open before her fist could land on the hard wood.
“Hey, baby,” Alex said, opening the door wide. “How was work?”
“I haven’t seen you in a week and that’s all you have to say to me?” she replied.
“Oh, I have plenty to say to you,” he told her. “Just not on my porch.”
“Sounds dirty,” she replied laughing. She followed Alex into the house and closed the front door behind her.
“I’m a very dirty man, baby,” he said, “or haven’t you figured that out yet?”
Elisa dumped her purse on the hall table and walked farther into the house toward the kitchen. Alex’s house was newer and more modern than hers and was furnished with no-nonsense practical furniture. The walls throughout were painted white, and the house had hardwood floors from front to back.
She loved his kitchen with its huge island and bay windows that overlooked his pool. With a large walk-in pantry and all the latest gadgets, it was a cook’s dream. A large dining table sat across from the kitchen, but she hadn’t used it yet. They had only ever sat at the island on the tall bar stools.
“I might need a reminder of just how dirty you can be,” she said.
“Sounds like someone missed me.”
Elisa walked into the kitchen, and the smells of roasting meat and vegetables hit her nose and made her stomach rumble.
“As much as I want to throw you on the table and have my way with you,” she said, “you are going to have to feed me first. I haven’t eaten since lunch, and I’m starving.”
Alex closed the oven door after checking on their dinner and turned to face her. His eyes had turned dark and sensual, and for a second, Elisa thought that dinner could wait, but then her stomach rumbled again, reminding her just how hungry she was.
“If anyone is going to be having their way with someone,” he replied, “it’s going to be me. I think my sub needs a reminder who’s in charge.”
Elisa felt shivers move along her spine at the dark promise in his voice.
“What do you have in mind, Sir?” Elisa asked, shy and excited at the same time.
“Waiting is part of the fun, baby,” he replied.
Alex grabbed her, pulling her into his arms. He was smiling as he lowered his head, his lips meeting hers in a sensual kiss designed to drive her senses crazy.
Elisa sagged against his big body and lost herself in his kiss. The man certainly knew how to blow her mind.
“I hate waiting,” Elisa said, breaking the kiss.
“Then I will have to make you wait longer,” he told her.

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Secrets & Lies

by: Serena Akeroyd

Meg’s love life was missing a spark until she discovered her need to be dominated. When her fiancé shared the same kink, she thought all her birthdays had come at once, and then she came to learn their relationship was one big fat lie.

Gabe has loved Meg for years, watching her from afar, and always wishing he’d been the one to date her first and not his brother. When he has the chance to have Meg in his bed—even better, tied to it—it’s an opportunity he can’t refuse.

With disastrous consequences.
Can Gabe make Meg realize she’s the one woman he’s always wanted? But once secrets and lies have wormed their way into a relationship, is it impossible to establish the firm base of trust needed between lovers, and more importantly, between sub and Sir…?

This story features orgasm control in a BDSM setting.

Excerpt:

“You didn’t realize? Meg, what part of this am I not making clear? I can’t say it enough…you’ve no idea how badly I want you. How much I want to make you mine. But I have different priorities than those of my cock.
“Look, what I did to you was out of line. I broke your trust, and as a Dom, that’s a sin that deserves fucking corporal punishment in itself. I did that to you. How am I supposed to expect you to submit to me with that still floating in your head?
“You have to learn to trust me again. If you don’t, then that side of our relationship will never revert to how it was. In fact, screw revert. It will never get better. Never realize its true potential.”
She blinked at him, then slowly, nodded. “That makes sense.”
“Good. In future, don’t get upset about stuff like this. Just talk to me about it. I won’t bite. And don’t presume to know how a Dom works…because you’ll never get it right.”
Another slow blink. “What if I didn’t want you to dominate me today? What if I just wanted you to make love to me? Is that not…” She licked her lips, her head bowing with discomfort at the topic in hand. “Can’t we do that? Is that not how it works?”
This time, he reached for her. Putting his hand behind her neck, he dragged her against him and held her close. So close, he could feel the ripeness of her tits as they pressed against his torso, the nipples digging into his pecs through her thin vest and his tee.
He ate at her mouth, taking control of the kiss, needing her to know how he felt. He poured his every emotion into that embrace, branded her with the knowledge that she was his. He fucked her mouth then when she mewled, he made love to it.
And as his cock started to pound out a message of its own, the weird odor floating in the air disappeared. All he could smell was the perfume she wore, the soap she’d used in the shower that morning, and the natural essence of woman.
His woman.

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The Beauty and the Badass

by: Lucy Felthouse

From the moment Alexei Miles sets eyes on the kickboxing instructor at his new gym, he’s enthralled. She’s strong and sexy, and he senses something in her that speaks to his deepest desires. Bored of meaningless one-night stands, Alexei vows to find out more about the beautiful badass. He hopes his senses are correct—that her desires will match his own, and that his period of unsatisfying sexual encounters is over.

Zoe Harrison notices the new guy as soon as he walks into the gym—difficult not to, really, given he’s a six-feet-plus gorgeous Viking. As well as being attractive, he awakens something deep inside that she’d almost forgotten about. Men that can handle Zoe’s busy lifestyle are few and far between. Add to that her very specific sexual appetites and it’s little wonder she’s been single for so long. Is the Viking about to change all that?

This story explores corporal punishment in a BDSM setting.

Excerpt:

Alexei quirked an eyebrow and shifted a little in his seat, willing his cock not to stiffen. He still had to go to the bar and get both of them a drink, and he wasn’t at all keen on the idea of doing that with an erection. But Zoe’s words, coupled with the look on her face, in her eyes, was driving him to distraction. It was absolutely a case of her mouth physically saying one thing, while her facial expression and body language screamed something else entirely. He just wasn’t sure how she would react if he called her out on it.
As the seconds passed, he watched as Zoe squirmed. That clinched it for him. He’d say what was on the tip of his tongue. If he’d gotten it wrong, then so be it. But at least the wondering, the questioning, the anticipation, wouldn’t be able to torment him any longer.
With a quick glance around to make sure no one was within earshot, he leaned across the table, and, in a low voice, said, “I don’t think you want me to be good at all, Zoe. Not really. I think, if we’re being completely honest here—and one thing I always aim to be is completely honest—you want me to be the exact opposite of good. You want me to be bad. Or,” he paused for both effect and to pluck up the courage he needed to allow the words past his lips, “more accurately, I think you’ll be the one to misbehave. Purely so I can punish you. Have you over my knee and spank that luscious arse of yours. And that’s just for starters…”
He tailed off and leaned back in his chair, carefully observing Zoe’s reaction to his suggestion.
She remained still and silent for several seconds, seeming to let what he’d just said sink in, and to process it.
Alexei’s heart pounded, but he was careful not to let his nerves show. If he’d gotten the measure of Zoe as he thought he had, then she wanted a confident, experienced Dom. He was both of those things, or at least he would be, given the chance. But right now he couldn’t help but be concerned about losing this gorgeous woman without having had her in the first place.
Finally, after what felt like eons, she responded. With a smile and a slight tremble in her voice, she replied, “Well, it seems complete honesty is the way to go. So,” she picked up her bag and stood from the table, “my place or yours?”
Without waiting for a reply, she turned on her heel and walked out of the pub. To her credit, she didn’t look back, either.

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Fantasy Surrender

by: Lori King

Rachel Morgan lives every woman’s fantasy with her four cowboy husbands. Each man exemplifies something she’s always wanted in a man, and they treat her like a queen. As they approach their five year wedding anniversary, the guys have asked her what she’d like to do to celebrate, but she’s nervous about telling them the truth. It’s insane to want to be chased again, right?

This is a capture fantasy and explores a man hunting down his woman and ravishing her.

Excerpt:

Parker wished he had a video camera to capture the beautiful way Rachel transformed into the perfect submissive. He’d likely wear out the disc watching it all day every day like an addict, though. Besides, it was so fantastic in person, he’d rather just do it again.

“The other day you said you missed the chase,” he began to explain, easing a step away from her to let her think clearly. “So I’ve set up a safe zone for us to play in tonight. The goal is for me to catch you so I can do wicked things to your delicious body for the rest of the night.”

“Um, that’s not much of an incentive for me to get away from you. In fact, I might just stay put and let you get started,” she said, her laughter tinkling through the air.

“Ah, but there’s a prize if you can stay out of my grasp until dawn.”

He loved the way her brown eyes widened and then narrowed as she considered what he was saying. “A prize?”

“If the sun rises before I catch you, you get the sunroom on the back of the house you’ve wanted, and I’ll be the one building it for you.”

Her entire face lit up with excitement. “Really? That would be so fantastic! I can grow plants in there all year long so I have herbs to cook with, and the kids can play while I’m gardening—”

“Whoa, darlin’ you don’t have it yet. First, you have to run and hide until dawn.” He paused for dramatic effect letting his words sink in and then began to lay out the rules.

With the help of his three brothers, he’d cleared an area about a mile square on their property. It ran up through a wooded area to a cliff, they regularly camped on, and along the river bank. They’d made sure there were no obvious dangers so their wife would be as safe as possible, and each of the other three men would be on one of the three edges square to the river bank so they could keep watch for her and any problems.

“Rogan, Hudson, and Sawyer each has a walkie talkie that’s connected to the one in your backpack. If you need help, they’ll be there in minutes, but be careful, sunshine, too much noise and I’ll track you down.”

“You have one really big advantage on me,” she protested.

“Only one?”

She rolled her eyes. “You’ve been tracking animals for the hunt since you were a kid. You’ll know where I’m at in a second.”

“Then I’d guess you’d better be smart and careful.”

Shaking her head she crossed her arms, the straps of the backpack helping to push her small breasts higher and make his mouth water. “Not good enough.”

Her haughty tone riled his inner Dom and he tipped his chin at her in unspoken communication. She instantly dropped her eyes. “I’m sorry, Sir, but I’m a bit jittery about this. If you’re a master tracker, and this is my first time trying to escape from you, what’s my handicap? You’ll just follow me out of here and have me right away.”

Parker nodded his understanding. “I’ll give you a one hour head start, but no more. My cock is already hard as stone thinking about bending you over and fucking your ass in the grass.”

Rachel shivered, and he watched her throat bob as she swallowed hard. “One hour.”

After a long pause, she took a deep breath and smiled up at him. “You’re going to look so sexy in a tool belt, Sir.”

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